Some enchanted evenings. 

Nightwalking during the pandemic took me all sorts of places. Daytime had higher probability of encountering others who also were supposed to be in lockdown, and nighttime somehow felt safer, even in Chicago.

While the emptiness of the city seemed strange and eerily calm, I found this a meditative and useful space for rediscovering my love of photography. With no set destination and the streets vacant, everywhere became liminal space—a world in limbo for me to explore and find comfort in.